Life is awesome. Even when it is shit.
Looking in from the outside, this is a most emotional image. Jane's hands look fairly relaxed, formed, but nothing more. How are you coping with allocating time for you? Any running yet? Or even just walking down to the lake and sitting in the sunshine?
I'm not really leaving the house much. Although everyone says I should, I just don't feel the need much. Strangely, the knowledge that I could leave if I wanted to is enough to make me feel more relaxed. Not feeling so caged. Went for a few drinks on Thursday and then came back home with my friends. Wemopened a few bottles of Stella and sat around the bed, eating pork scratchings with Jane. It was fun.